When the gold rays fell on your skin And my hair got caught in the wind The choir sang a melancholic hymn In the morning, you would be gone I'd be mourning, tryin' to hold on to the memory of your lips God, I'm so lovesick, what have you done to me?

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When the gold rays fell on your skin And my hair got caught in the wind The choir sang a melancholic hymn In the morning, you would be gone I'd be mourning, tryin' to hold on to the memory of your lips God, I'm so lovesick, what have you done to me?
тot long ago, I returned to my old hobby - text roleplaying. I had a long break of several years, which now seems like a different life....… and I'm so glad to be back, it's like a breath of fresh air introducing you my man Sam and his girly Juno !!!